"Don't let the perfect be the enemy of the good."--Voltaire.
Have you been guilty of this? I know I have. If I can't do something perfectly, I tell myself, I won't do it at all. How many moments of pleasure, of satisfaction, of happiness have I cheated myself out of because of this short-sighted attitude? Too many.
I'm not saying that we shouldn't strive for perfection. I believe in reaching for the stars. However, I also realize that I can't achieve perfection in everything I do. In fact, I can't achieve it in most of the things I do. Does that mean I should stop trying?
I've written before about playing the piano for our church's Primary. Every week, I manage to make bloopers. Still, I keep trying. What's more, I genuinely enjoy accompanying the children while they sing sweet songs about the Savior. Should I give up that pleasure because I can't play the piano perfectly? No.
For years, I've worked to improve and grow my writing. I have yet to find the perfect words to craft the perfect book. I don't know of any writers who feel that they have achieved that, no matter what their level of success. But we keep writing because it fills a need inside of us. We don't let the goal of perfection rob us of the joy of the good.
So, for today, I am grateful for the times I let perfection go and concentrate on being good enough.